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Today IBB was at mr. Pizza (that was “Avalon” before)

After the drinking (where with chervarium we discussed throughly the topic if the universe can be quantified/discretized) I walked Shteryana to Eagles’ bridge and went home on foot…
(and Bobson fell asleep on the table, the shame…)

There’s something really nice in walking though the park and some quiet and dark places of hte districts around it while a bit drunk, with untied hair, shirtless… Nobody feels like talking to you, nobody pays attention to you (as you’re too weird for them), the dogs are a bit wondering, and the wind cools you.

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